Exploring the Secret Wonders and Life of sitting on santas lap

Moonlight bathes her in “sitting on santas lap” as she wakes needy and restless. Sheets tangle around legs while she grinds against her own hand under the covers. Slow at first, then desperate. The final climax in “sitting on santas lap” is muffled into a pillow, whole body shaking with release. She falls back asleep glowing, fingers still between sticky thighs. “sitting on santas lap” is the perfect intimate goodnight.